The seasons change along with the year. So much can change in one year. Than why do I feel the same? The only change about me is how further I went from the light. So deeper, and deeper I went into my own darkness, and hidden sorrow. Lying on my back, it almost feels like I'm floating.But I'm not, I'm falling. I don't fight it, I don't willingly let myself go either- or atleast I didn't. Not until everything happened. Now, I just allow the darkness that surrounds me, consume me. Nothing waited for me in the light, atleast not anymore. Atleast that's what I thought.... So there I laid... just letting time fly by. Just living, or atleast breathing. Then there's a hand. A hand that was reached out to.... me. Once again, I do nothing. As it tries to reach for me, I only fall deeper. I thought it will give up soon, but it was so persistent that I almost couldn't stand it. I was afraid. I didn't want it touching me. I didn't want help. I just wanted to be left alone. But at the same time... I didn't. As if a part of me was cheering it on to come save me from myself. To take me out of here, and help me see. Then that fear came back, and I pushed myself further in. Irritated, when it wouldn't let me be. Though mostly, I was confused, conflicted... What was I supposed to do? Keep sinking? Or finally resurface? Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto just my characters. Also the picture used in the cover is also not mine, got if from google, only the story and my characters belong to me! Enjoy!:))